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روبرت Dec 2018
The road is long
The mountain’s grade is steep and relentless
Hairpin turns
Collapsed Bridges
Sheer cliffs to one side
Wind at our backs; up and up we go
Fog
Nothing compares to fog
Fog appears from nowhere
It’s damp, slow, creep engulfs your sense of comfort
Disoriented
Confused
Lost
When will my fog pass; our mountain is beautiful; our journey an adventure
Don’t let the fog take you from me
But don’t let the fog corrupt
If you choose left; I choose left
The tip of the mountain cuts the thick, damp and moist blanket
Press on; the winds have shifted; your gut pangs with direction
Walk; don’t run
I’m on your tail; guide us
Our compass is oriented
Fog’s merciless lingering
Your wit cuts it like a knife  
One foot in front of the other
Together we trod
Together we tread
Anonymous Sep 2017
Breath in the trepidation
Sit on the couch with your contemplation
Light the cigarette
Instantly swim in regret

Inhale the poison that is killing you
Exhale the stress that overwhelms you
Get into an evil circle that you can’t escape
Piece yourself back together with tape

When you feel yourself fall apart
Just replace the part
By lighting another one
Like your you’re holding a gun

About to put it to your skull
All you have to do is just pull
But you don't do that yet
Your hands are wet with sweat

Something has you tied to this place
Someone keeps ahold of you like a brace
Keeps you from acting on impulse
Keeps you from your red avulse

Because no matter how far gone you become
No matter how much you feel dumb
Someone, somewhere will love you
They will give you something new

Something that gives you meaning
Something that takes the sadness in a cleaning
So you can wake up and smell the morning air
Something that will make you care

That something is life
it gets rid of your strife
Because we all have rough patches
Like its the last of your matches

But its gets better
Like a sudden change in the weather
So this is from me to you
Even I may love all of you too

— The End —